Page 46 of Dare To Kiss You
I nod emphatically. “I love you, too. And you’ve got my heart, too.”
Finally, we’re moving, and seconds later, Hunter drops me on my bed, following right after so his body hovers over me.
“Say it again.”
I lift my hands to cup his jaw and stare deep into his eyes that seem to be shining with unshed tears, just like mine. “I love you, Hunter. All of you.”
“I love you.” His lips crash into mine, his body pinning me to the bed. “God, I love you.”
I push against his chest, and we make our way to sitting. Clothes start to fly everywhere as our movements turn frantic, as if the world might end if we don’t get naked immediately.
And when he’s bared to me, I finally manage to turn the tables on Hunter and flip him onto his back, swinging my legs up and over so I’m straddling him. My hands come to his chest, and I hold him down, locking my gaze on his. I can feel his erection between my legs, getting coated in my own arousal, but this is more important.
“When I say I love all of you, I mean everything. The good stuff and the hard stuff. Do you trust me on that? Do you believe me when I say I’ll still love you when things seem dark?”
That tear I saw filling his eyes earlier spills over and he lifts a hand to brush it away. “Yeah,” he says, his voice hoarse with emotion. “I trust you. I believe you.”
“Good. You make me feel like anything is possible. And I promise, I will always do my best to make you feel that way, too. Because if we’re together, then it’s the truth.”
I bend down, and starting at his forehead, I begin to pepper kisses over his face, erasing his tears with my love. And I don’t stop there. I kiss my way down his body until I reach his cock. I grasp it in my hand and look up at his chocolate eyes. That uncertainty from before is gone and pure lust — and love — is there instead.
Mission accomplished.
“I love you, Hunter Callaghan.”
I wrap my lips around the tip of his cock, and slowly, I begin to move my head, up and down, swirling my tongue over the tip before starting again. Over and over, until his hands are gripping my hair tightly and his body is taut with tension underneath me.
“Babe. I need to come,” he growls, lifting me off his cock and yanking me up the length of his body.
I lift a finger up to wipe my mouth, keeping my eyes glued to his face. Fire burns in his eyes and it’s all for me. I lean over, letting my breasts graze his chest as I reach for the unopened box of condoms Lily left as a parting gift the night of the gala. Taking one out, I open it and roll it down his rigid length. Then finally, I lift my hips, grasp him in my hands again, and line his cock up with my entrance.
With his hands on my hips, guiding me, I rock up and down, taking more of him each time, until finally I’m filled with him. I lower my head and kiss him, and the second our lips meet, he takes over. His grip on me tightens and his hips begin to thrust up, pushing us impossibly closer.
“God, yes,” I moan, my hands grasping the pillow on either side of his head.
“Wrong name,” Hunter grunts, wrapping my hair around one hand as he levers us both up into a sitting position. God, I love feeling him like this. The angle drives him in even deeper, and I cry out as my orgasm hits me like a lightning bolt.
“Fuck, Kat. Babe. You’re everything. You’re fucking everything.” Hunter roars out my name as his own release takes over and he pistons up into me over and over again.
My arms are wrapped tightly around him, and his are around me, and we sit there, entwined in each other for several minutes as our heartbeats return to normal.
Eventually, he slowly shifts me to the side, his cock slipping out of me. He kisses my forehead, then climbs out of bed and heads to the bathroom, returning shortly after and crawling into my bed. I settle back into his arms, and he pulls the blanket up from the bottom of the bed to cover us.
I’ve never felt as safe, and loved, and cherished as I do right now in Hunter’s arms. I come from an affectionate family and there was no shortage of hugs growing up. But this right here, the intimacy of our naked bodies tangled up in each other, sticky with sweat and passion, this is the deepest connection I’ve ever felt with another person in my entire life.
I know Hunter and I have work to do to make sure this connection stays strong. But I also know we can do it — together. Which means, as his partner, I’m hoping he’ll let me in just a little bit more. I lift onto my elbow and look down at his handsome face.
“Would it be okay for me to join one of your therapy sessions some day? I’d really like to talk to Audrey and make sure I know the very best way to support you.”
Hunter’s brows raise in surprise as he lifts onto his elbow as well, his hand finding mine in between our bodies. “You’d do that? Really?”
“Of course, I would. I mean, I know you can also tell me what I can do, but I just thought maybe it would be easier for you if she told me. But only whatever you’re comfortable with.”
He pulls me so I’m spread out on top of him, happiness seeping out of him. “Babe, I’m an open book for you. No more secrets. You can know anything. But yeah —” a shy smile crosses his face “— I’d really like it if you met with me and Audrey. Because I want this to work between us. And that means I’m gonna need her help to keep my anxiety under control. So I can be strong for you.”
I stroke back the piece of hair I’ve longingly wanted to touch for so long. “Hunter, youarestrong. So strong. No matter what, don’t doubt that. But we can be stronger, together.”
He kisses me deeply. But before we can get lost in each other again, I push against his chest, lifting myself slightly. “And you’re staying here tonight. All night. Got it?”
